the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, entwined are we.
the god for which you lust
flares once, then dies,
swallowed by guilt.
all hope must surely perish.
your passion throbs no more.
how could you fail to believe?
lost souls surround us, crying,
we have lost our light.
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